"Honey, can you stay with me tonight? I feel really scared after what happened and I don't feel like sleeping alone. Please honey, can you do that for... your old mama?" She asked with such an innocent voice.Mama Clair always got scared so easily and I knew the evening incident was too much for her to handle. So I had to stay with her in case she saw a nightmare at night. So I said, "Okay mama. Let me take my pillow." No baby. I have three. So you can use one."I entered the room behind her and. The one other guy who hadn't cum yet came over andheld my legs as the insane one started fucking me as hard as he could.There was a load smacking noise as each power thrust hit home. He puthis hands around my throat and started choking me. The guy holding mylegs, inspired by the depravity, turned around and sat on my face."French kiss my asshole little girl, and it better be good or I'll letJames here take you home for the weekend. Damn this is nice. We can doall the things to you no. But I'd like to thinkthat even if I'm not a famous, I do a pretty good job.Sometimes, she still visits my city, and if she's in the right mood,she'll even sing for me.Not that I have a lot of time for songs, as my job keeps me pretty busy.Which is probably a good thing.Because thinking about other things can be a bad idea.See, most shell-people dont think about their actual bodies much, or atall. We are ... encouraged to forget that behind our titanium shellsthere is a body, that we are. The dear girl had some trouble learning to train her gag reflex, and of course, being a bit smaller still than her full-grown mother, her throat and neck took some time to become accommodated to the rather large penises that Tess insisted she learn from."The poor dear will never be able to fully satisfy her lovers if she doesn't go through this and learn, as I did. And don't forget, I began my training at an even younger age than she!" Tess said to me one evening.I tore myself from the musings.